I can be infinite

Chapter 2 Parasites

Eye problems.

This got the stone hammer after waking up on the second night.

The visual black spots did not get better after a night of sleep.

But that's not what he cares about.

The focus is on the troubles of the evil son Su Bai.

"Dad, I'm leaving. My colleagues from the Concentration Camp Science League came to pick me up." Su Bai in a gray coat stood at the door, and Di Lila beside him helped carry the suitcase, with a nervous expression on his face.

She could almost predict how angry her father-in-law would be.

Unexpectedly.

Su Hao was very calm and didn't seem to be affected by anything.

Just when Su Bai wanted to say something.

But he heard the old man's faint "roll".

Su Bai's expression was gloomy when he heard the words, and he slightly closed the door after bowing slightly to Su Hao.

until the son leaves.

Su Hao ignored it.

It's not about right or wrong, it's about choice.

He has no more energy and resources to support him.

The law of the wasteland does not allow him to support him.

Already feeling that his blood energy had reached the end, he was like an old cow that had been sucked dry.

There is no way to bear too much pressure.

And all that I can do now is to spend the rest of my life to make my precious granddaughter take a further step in martial arts, so that she can be more self-protective in this world full of clouds.

His cloudy eyes looked out the window.

What kind of world is this?
An evil god who bewitches humans.

Ghouls that feed on blood.

Abyss troll.

Full of dangerous jungle monsters.

In the face of terror, even the same kind will turn into demons.

He will never forget the memory that his wife was forced to disfigure himself with a knife because of fear not long after timetraveling.

He will never forget the shame of being stripped of his clothes by the aborigines of the wasteland.

If you want dignity, you can only strengthen yourself.

Different from his hometown, wasteland martial arts rose with the era of catastrophe.

Meditation can touch the divine.

If you are proficient in boxing, you can crush mountains and rocks, and if you are master of swordsmanship, you can split the sea of ​​clouds.

It is precisely because martial arts flourish in the wasteland that human beings can withstand the dark clouds.

However, the evil son Su Bai's scientific salvation is still in the state of steam power generation, unable to protect himself at all.

The more Su Hao thought about it, the angrier he became.

And this time out, not only was there no gain, but there was something wrong with my eyes.

I don't know if it was secretly tricked by the evil god, or invaded by wild parasites.

Strangely no pain symptoms at all.

The basic characteristics of the symptoms of being bewitched by evil spirits are hallucinations, accompanied by whispering in the ear and loss of appetite.

However, parasites will not have obvious symptoms, until the parasites split to a certain extent in the blood before they will feel severe pain in the limbs.

Neither fit his symptoms well.

But he could clearly feel that the black spot in the center of his vision was bigger than yesterday.

Yesterday was just the eye of a needle, today it is five.

To sum it up.

Is it really because of being too old?
Thinking room.

The door was knocked open by a shadow.

"Grandpa, haven't you had breakfast yet?" Su Xiaorou walked in with a smile, holding a piece of wheat bread.

"My precious granddaughter is here."

"Leave it alone, I'll eat it later."

"By the way, I remember that you still have to go to school today, right? You haven't gone so late?"

"Isn't this bringing you breakfast for grandpa?"

Su Xiaorou smiled and put the plate on the head of the bed, sat beside her, looking at him expectantly.

Seeing this, Su Hao said helplessly, "Tell me, what happened this time?"

"Today the academy has a troll cutting class and I want to take it."

"How many black stones?"

"Not much, just 200." Su Xiaorou raised two fingers.

Su Hao's body trembled violently.

200 black stones, this caring granddaughter will kill him.

What is the concept of 200 Blackstone?
One month’s food expenses for an average family.

It is equivalent to killing a hundred ghouls.

It is enough to buy ten young adults for one month's labor in the concentration camp.

Can spend three days and three nights on the premium bus in the red light district of Balon City.

Can be reforged for his great sword.

It can be said that 200 black stones are too pitted.

Even a precious granddaughter can't be so used to it.

Blackface said:
"Hasn't it been done once before?"

Su Xiaorou grabbed Su Hao's arm violently, put her head into his embrace, and said with tears in her eyes:
"Grandpa, the last troll was different from this time. I heard that the troll course arranged by the academy this time is a very rare troll. Participants of the course can get in touch with the original liquid of the troll, which is very helpful for improving my physique. helpful."

"go quickly."

Su Hao very decisively threw a small bag of black stones into her hand.

"Grandpa." Su Xiaorou smiled.

Su Hao waved his hand.

"Go ahead and practice hard to become a swordsman as soon as possible."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will work hard." The other party hurriedly left after tidying up.

After closing.

Su Hao's vigor and energy of pretending forcibly fell to the bottom.

Looking at the girl who kept going away from the window.

Su Hao shook his head.

Judging from the situation, Xiaorou, the child, has not grown up either.

His own father went to the concentration camp without any indication.

Not only that, but the number of times he has been asked for money recently has also increased, and the amount has also increased.

Many times, Su Hao didn't know when the child's tears were real.

Like yesterday.

Was she really red-eyed because of his sadness as an old man?
Put a question mark here.

But this is not important, what is important is to hope that this child can grow up before he dies.

As for the evil son Su Bai, he has given up any hope.

After hastily eating the bread, Su Hao walked out of the room with an empty plate.

Only the daughter-in-law Di Lila was busy in the living room.

She was still wearing the same old medieval dress, her hair was tied up, and she kept wiping the furniture with rough hands.

Although there is no furniture.

But the house was cleaned too much by this hardworking woman.

"Dad, let me come."

Without waiting for Su Hao to make any further moves, Di Li put down the rag, and took the plate from Su Hao's hand in two small steps.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard, Dad, sit down for a while, do you want to drink something?"

"Is there enough money?"

"That's enough, I still have a lot saved."

"What do you think of your husband's going to the concentration camp?"

"I have no opinion. I cannot interfere with my husband's decision."

Su Hao shook his head and looked at his daughter-in-law, who kept her head lowered. He felt a little resentful and said:
"You are the daughter-in-law of my Su family. You don't need to bow your head to anyone here, including me. I've said this for most of my life, why don't you listen to it?"

thump!

Di Lila knelt down abruptly.

Road:
"Dad, I am very satisfied to be able to marry into the Su family. On the day I got married, my mother warned me to treat you with the same respect as my father. I am just doing my job."

Su Hao clenched his fists, but he couldn't attack.

Di Lila, who was born in a concentration camp, has not lost her qualities over the years.

Sometimes even Su Hao can't tell whether this is greatness or retardation.

The three obediences and four virtues established by the wasteland are far more terrifying than imagined.

"Forget it, go get busy."

Su Hao was exhausted physically and mentally, so he got up and took two steps.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The black spot in the eye suddenly expanded rapidly, like a black hole from a star exploding.

burst violently.

(End of this chapter)